Soon, it turned into a compulsion.She stayed back everyday, sometimes making excuses with her husband so that she didn’t have to reach home early to...tend to her kids.Our hands brushed as we walked. I sensed a deeper relationship that was forming.The brushing of our hands became intentional. And soon, we were holding hands as we walked around the block.Messaging late at night, we could see each other giggling through the phone.It was during one of these late night chats that I casually mentioned. Ms.Brown would pay Ms. Parker for my time. It was a great deal for everyoneinvolved--except me.Being a motel maid is no fun. They make me wear a little dress with flatshoes so I fit in with the other maids. It feels funny to wear a dress.It makes me feel so vulnerable to the men that are janitors andmaintenance workers at the motel. The rooms are hard to clean and Ms.Brown inspects every detail. I share my maid cart with another girl,LaTanya. She is sort of my supervisor. She is about 25. As much as he wanted to cum in her mouth he didn’t want it to end there, he pulled her up on top of him and kissed her passionately. ‘Are you sure?’ he whispered in her ear, giving her goosebumps again. She nodded her head and kissed him again, he didn’t any further encouragement. He rolled her underneath him and kissed her again deeply while one hand played her nipple he entered her swiftly. He felt her stiffen slightly bur she relaxed quickly and started to move her hips in encouragement. He. I want to go lick it but I was afraid I'd get yelled at. I watched my wife slowly ride his cock like this for well over half an hour. She stopped and stood up , she took his hand and he stood she said now you fuck me. She sat down and raised her legs up high. Tim got on his knees and buried his meat in her now extremely relaxed and wet love hole. Her legs laid on his shoulders. I couldn't see anything and looking at his hairy ass wasn't what I wanted to do so I got up and went for a beer. When.